Just In Case
She's got everything on her back that she can carry which is slowing her down considerably. Trina wants to make sure she has the essentials, just in case. Be prepared for anything. That's Trina's cri de coeur. The problem is that anything is an awful lot to prepare for. Inclement weather, transit delays, spontaneous combustion. Trina can't prepare for that last one, though so figures she'll play fast and loose in case of fire. She never used to be like this, so conscientious and concerned. Or paranoid if you listen to her sister. That's all fine and good until things go sideways and someone needs latex free gloves, waxed dental floss, a mechanical pencil or raw organic energy bars, a litre of filtered water and a CPR rebreather. Trina's got your back. Meanwhile hers is collapsing. That twinge in her shoulder is radiating a sharp stabbing pain down the back of her neck from so much weight unevenly slung across her side. She's tried a smaller purse but ma...